"Wendy, what happened to you was not an accident, there is no need to blame yourself. ”

Chris comforted Wendy softly, and with his already delicate face, he gave people a strong impression.

"What do you mean?"

The temple does not require that the person involved in the incident be unaware. On the contrary, the temple is very humane and always tells the person why it is so that it can be better cooperated.

And you can also know some details from the mouths of the parties, some details that may not be important in the eyes of ordinary people and do not pay attention to them.

These details can sometimes be so important that they can be fatal.

When Chris said this, he handed the document that Mordo had given him before, "This kind of thing has happened three times, once a year. ”

"It's not an accident, but a mysterious force murdering in it!"

Wendy flipped through the file, and in an instant, she covered her mouth and nose, and the picture in the file was so miserable, the human entrails were dissected, the whole person was charred, and the corpse was cut into several pieces.

Wendy's stomach churned, even if she didn't have the appetite to eat after the accident, she still couldn't suppress the desire to vomit.

Throwing the papers on Chris, Wendy ran into the bathroom with a single step, and Chris heard her vomiting.

Mordo and Chris didn't speak, and each took his coffee and drank it. The coffee is already a little cold, and it's not very expensive coffee, and it doesn't feel good to drink.

After a few moments, Wendy wiped the water stains from her mouth and walked out of the bathroom.

"Mystical power, what do you mean?"

Wendy didn't have the heart to continue looking at the documents, and simply asked Chris directly.

"The world is not the world you see it. Chris stretched out his hand to the whole sky, as if to encompass the world, "What you see is only the surface of the world, and all the legends, myths, and even horrors and supernatural stories you hear may be real things." ”

"And what caused the amusement park accident was the other side of the world, the dark, evil, cruel creatures of the world. ”

Chris pointed to himself and then to Mordo, "And we are magicians who specialize in dealing with this mysterious world. ”

As he spoke, he twisted his fingers, and a cluster of flames danced on his fingers. The flame also changed shape, showing the image of a lifelike flame animal.

Wendy was dumbfounded, although her entire three views were not crushed, they were not much worse.

"So, Wendy, you're going to help us catch the man behind this scene. Mo Du was unwilling to let Chris steal all the limelight, and at this time he also made a wave of presence and said.

While Chris is really good looking, he's not bad either!

"How can I help?"

As soon as Wendy heard Mordo's words, her shocked expression immediately put away and changed into a resolute face, "As long as I can avenge my boyfriend, I can do anything." ”

Chris waved his hand and said to Wendy very seriously: "Now that you know about the existence of the mysterious world, you must not say that you can do anything. Neither gods nor demons can be absolute, and both of them often shake your heart's will with words of one kind or another. ”

Chris knows very well that because of the mysterious unknowns of these ordinary people, they don't have the concept of importance at all.

Then, because of their wayward behavior, a small thing slowly becomes a big thing, and then things are out of their control.

Constantine in the DC world is like this, he doesn't know the importance of magic. In order to banish the little demon, he summons a big demon.

As a result, the Great Demon is not under his control at all, and the killing and blood are presented!

Mordo also nodded, "There has never been a cheap advantage in this world, everything has a price, and the more you get, the greater the cost." ”

"Okay, we'll take care of it. Chris paused the conversation, "I'm going to cast a spell on you that will bring back your memories and pull you into the scene of the day of the accident." ”

"This time, though, I need you to pay attention to your own feelings, from the outside world's influence on you. For example, you feel like you are in a trance, your memory is broken, your body is stiff, your chest is cold, and so on. ”

"Instead of basking in the grief of an accident, okay?"

Wendy took two deep breaths, "Yes, I can do it." ”

"Alright, let's get started!"

Chris and Mordo stood up at the same time, except that Chris faced Wendy, and Mordo walked towards Wendy's mother, blocking her.

He pointed to Wendy's eyebrows, and then saw Wendy lying on the couch.

Chris's consciousness burrowed into Wendy's memory, pulling at the memory of the amusement park accident, reweaving it with illusion to make that memory happen again, and making up for its authenticity with illusion.

For Wendy, it was as if it had happened all over again, in full color, rather than dream-like black and white.

Chris opened his eyes, and at this time, Wendy's body began to tremble, and tears began to flow from her eyes.

He opened Wendy's eyelid with one hand, and the eyeball presented in front of Chris completely turned black, as black as ink, like a deep pool of black.

The full perception of spiritual power is to perceive the subtle energy that drills into Wendy's body, which is the power of darkness.

It is a simple power of darkness, a power of darkness that does not carry an evil will.

"Dark Talent Qualifications?"

Whew, whew!

"Jason!"

Wendy woke up, calling out her boyfriend's name and tears streaming down her face.

Chris waited for a while to calm her down, but her first words were to ask, "Can you resurrect Jason?"

Mordo had experienced this question many times, but this was Chris's first time.

"No, not even the gods, nor the demons of hell. When a person dies, he is destined to lose something. Even if Jason is resurrected, only his body, his heart and soul, are gone. ”

"Now, you're going to tell me how you just felt?" asked Chris seriously, looking at Wendy.

"Cold, I feel very cold, not physical cold, but I feel that cold, as if it is deep in the soul, and I can't get rid of it. ”

Chris nodded, and then asked, "Is it only cold? Do you feel a tearing pain, or the claustrophobic fear of being trapped in your consciousness?"

Wendy shook her head.